Luyện nghe bài hát Elvis Presley BLVD

Hood
Nigga need that
I'm more with the baking soda, don't hate on me
You know I'm at though

I'm riding down Elvis Blvd
I'm down Elvis Presley Blvd
Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the
You can tell crackers they can go and get the dogs

I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
Riding down Elvis Blvd
Got the boy, got the girl and I got the
Tell them pussy crackers can bring the dogs

I got Priscilla, I got
I got vanilla, boy, I got
I that nigga, I been that nigga
I bend corner, I'm stacking scrilla

I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
I'm riding down Presley Blvd
Got the dog food, the nigga and the hard
You can them crackers they can go and get the dogs

My face familiar, my face
Half a milli for the whip, this bitch'll your feelings
I could fly Priscilla, her in the mail
She got Meek Milly in the county jail
I'm at the car wash off on Elvis Blvd
That hit your van, your ass gon' holla "good God"
You feel itch, you feel that itch
That heroin fast, boy, I'm getting rich

I'm riding down Elvis Blvd
I'm riding down Elvis Blvd
Got the dog food, the soft nigga and the
You can tell them crackers they can go and get the

Run up in the trap, I push the button
Lil' 'Toine snorting coke, he scared of nothing
Bumping Playa Fly a player die
Charged 'em for the nine gram, but I gave em
My baking soda fine, I'm baking dimes
I got them brown bags, I bet they know mine
I'm riding down Elvis Presley
Can I park an airplane in a nigga

I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
down Elvis Presley Blvd
Got the boy, got the and I got the heart
Tell them pussy crackers they can the dogs

Crushing sleepin' pills up, I'm steppin' on the dawg
Breakin' down a half a thing, mane, get puppies off
work pays off, get more if you selling soft
Catch you slipping out though, my dog, we knock your melon off
They cannot stunt, them rifles long like African
Got them young shooting shit up like Africans
Me gold in me mouth, 'round my neck like
Lamborghini or Ferrari, watch these come
funds off the drugs, me go quick to rob the plug
Nigga mouth was full of slugs, left these bodies of slugs
Met me on the south of the city with a whole thing
'em with the heater, took his shit, it's a cold game
His niggas know I done it, now rumors they want my head
Got my Russian bitch with me right in the bed
My niggas killing about shit, for realling about this shit
Fuck and get a hundred years, dawg, about this shit

I'm riding Elvis Presley Blvd
I'm riding down Elvis Blvd
Got the dog food, the soft and the hard
You can them crackers they can go and get the dogs

I'm riding down Elvis Presley
Riding down Elvis Presley
Got the boy, got the and I got the heart
Tell pussy crackers they can bring the dogs